That’s me.
I run too fast sometimes, and too far. Do you?
Today, for all practical intents and purposes, I will finish my new historical, “The Man from Stone Creek.” I’ve worked especially hard on this book, battling a persistent case of bronchitis and a certain tempest in a teapot in the midst of the process, and now that I will be writing those final pages, I find myself immediately focusing on the next book.
Wait a second!
“Stone Creek” is a marvelous accomplishment. I want to take time out to celebrate a little. I’m not talking about going out honky-tonking, or anything like that. I’m referring to an internal pat on the back. A little savoring.
I need to stop and breathe.
I forget to do that. Do you?
Maybe I’ll light a candle. Maybe I’ll say thank you, to the universe and to myself.
I don’t want to be a lump in the middle of the street.
But I don’t want to be a roadrunner anymore, either.